DARYL'S POV:
I had decided I was tired of keeping this from her, and had let her know a little about what we had been like with each other before. But I hadn't told her about what had made her mad enough at me to run away. If I could help it, she wouldn't have to remember that.
Shane's Jeep had run out of fuel, so we were parked on a small road in the middle of a few rows of trees. It seemed like it had gotten a little colder since the last time we were all out in the open like this.
"Its gettin' to be winter," Merle mumbled, walking over to me.
I nodded my head, giving him a simple, "Mmm" of agreement as I bent down and cocked my crossbow.
"Check the perimeter," Rick said as he passed by. Merle glared at him, whether from his old grudge or from his bossy attitude I couldn't be sure. I was surprised Merle had done nothing yet to try and kill Rick or T-dog for leaving him in Atlanta. But I knew if he hadn't already tried something, he was thinking up a plan.
I shouldered my crossbow and began to walk toward the trees. On the other side of the road, Glenn and Shane were going into the little forest.
"Hey! Can I come with you?" Kaiya asked, hobbling over to me.
I frowned. She really didn't need to be moving around so much with her ribs in the state they were in and it would probably be dangerous for her, but I was tired of telling her no. "Sure. But stay close."
She nodded and smiled, limping along behind me as we passed through the trees.
I looked around as a few pieces of wood crunched underfoot. Nothing in sight so far. I cast a quick glance back at Kaiya as I turned my head.
She was running her hands lightly along the bark of some of the trees she passed. She stopped with her hand flat on the tree and slumped over. I turned back to her, worrying that maybe this was putting too much strain on her ribs. Her eyes were closed and her shoulders tense, but she didn't seem to be in pain.
"Kaiya?" I asked.
Her eyes flew open. "I remember," she whispered, a tear spilling over her eyelid.
"What do ya remember?" I asked, hoping it wasn't anything too recent.
"My dad," she said, a sob shaking her shoulders. "He used to take me hunting out in the forest. And he always wore this god-awful hat," she said with a small chuckle. "I helped him work on cars. And that truck… The truck that you were driving. That was mine?"
I nodded.
"My dad gave it to me when I got my drivers license. I had helped him work on that truck since I was ten years old. I remember. And then he turned into one of them." Her eyes became desperate, staring at the tree bark under her palm. "He came out of the closet into the kitchen and Glenn started to kill him. But I made him let me. I killed my dad." This brought on a whole new round of tears.
"C'mon, Kaiya," I said, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her to me. "Shhh, there could be walkers all 'round here." Like that was what I was worried about.
She sniffled a few times and then pulled back and nodded without looking at me, taking a few steps forward as she took up the lead.
We had a silent scout through the forest and came back without a scratch on us. But the same couldn't be said for Glenn.
Wow... That was really short. Sorry, guys, I know that's disappointing. But she's remembering whole chunks of people now! Hope you liked it anyway! Review! :)